The felinoid lion has been quietly sitting while listening to the two other kings speak, one a pale like sunbleached sand, the other with a doubloon fur where rows of sparkly night-sky like colouring erupted along their back. He only listened with one of his dark tuffted ears, fiddling and straightening out the leaves adorning his gracefull neck, as he has wandered away in his own mind, he had recently appointed a new queen as Alkony has joined his beloved in the afterlife- the pride has lost their best huntress, but atleast the grieving queen would have her peace.

However, he perked his dark tuffted ears at the mention of the Vredorf quest. As if the gods or whatever higher dieties there were, heard his thoughts and decided to bring it up, weither to pour salt into a wound or to give him a chance to speak, he wasn't sure.

As discretly as he could, Menyei Kék stood up, quietly coughing to get the attention on himself.

"If we are now talking about the Demirgue's quest and I know many new monarchs are taking it, I feel like it is my duty to remind you to be carefull when the Demiurge asks you to spread the word- you will be traveling far and to brand new lands while you do so, and some regents are quite hostile to other monarch's on their territory."
He paused to gulp, contemplating on how he should phrase himself. This was the most emotional part afterall.

"I... I do not want to get into detail, so let’s put it like this. My father and half brother had to find out the hard way- getting dunked into the acidic water from the April springs around the Primordial marshes wasn't exactly a pleasant way to go out I fear, and you also have to count in that they were wounded- Ah well, the queen got her justice, but nothing could give her back the stolen time of her family. Now it is my job to finish the quest."

He took a pause here, his gaze traveling across the collected leaders, he himself seeming a little distressed. Was this even a good idea to tell?
He turned to the next best main lion, flicking his stumpy tail as he seemed to have made himself a bit nervous.

"Uh...- Countinuing on this joyless note, how did the regent of the pride before you go out? Or now if you are the founder of your pride, how do you hope you get to spend your end?"

" You can also answer the second question if that is more comfortable with you." He hastily added, now going back to his scale the acacia tree he was sitting under, to now rest on one of it's sturdier branches with his massive head resting on his crossed paws- thankfully this one didn't appear to be all too spiky.

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Alpha tilted his head with a small chuckle, almost awkward to respond,``Oh,`` The interstellar scuffed his large paw on the ground,``This is a new pride! It's just me and my two lionesses! I am the founder!`` The interstellars' smile only grew wider with the words of the small king, ``I suppose I hope to spend my end with my lionesses``

After a moment of pondering, the large king shook his mane and stared at the one beside him,``What side did you do this month? I have been trying to get sunrise markings! I'm not even halfway there! I doubt I will be able to…``

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Vaine stepped forward to answer the question. "I also have been working towards sunrise markings, and am more than halfway to my second set. A bit of advice, if I may," Vaine lowered his voice as if sharing a secret. "Some may think this cheating, but that's such a harsh word for it. I have acquired a large stash of lucky feet during my time and have been bringing them with me as I explore the celestial realm. If I feel I am about to be overcome by one of those space monsters, I simply grab a lucky foot and the odds turn in my favor. It's quite easy to store up Axion Cores this way. And, if you've got a sister-pride to aid you, sharing meteor shards and cores between the two is also helpful."

The king stepped back and gave one last nod before pausing to think a bit about his own question. After a few moments, he spoke. "Do you have any ongoing plans for your heir right now, or is it too soon to think about such things?"

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Kupenda, a lion who has been listening since the beginning of this conversation, stood up, coming from his shady corner in order to block the sun, he stepped out of the shadows and cleared his throat, turning all the attention to him. " If I may join this talk. " The kings nodded approvingly. Kupenda wanted to open his mouth when his mind drifted to his two males. They were so cute when they were young, and when he raised them to grown beasts, they seemed... So wild. " I'd like to cuddle with them again like when they were cubs....Oh, and Giza's been really moody these days. 'No cuddles, father! ', she keeps nagging. I feel so old..." , Kupenda murmured, loud enough for the other kings to hear him. Some smiled, some rolled their eyes and some snickered. " You are still young, dear king !", an old king commented. Kupenda nodded. " Well, my dear step daughter Giza thinks otherwise. She says I behave like a grandpaw ! " He shook his head, then went on:" Well, yes, I have two males, they seem so full of themselves, so I'm not sure if I'd choose them as a heir...I have one mutie,a piebald, and one with no mutations. But the one with no mutations has more and better markings. I want to use the magical " Mutie on demand" on him, but the prices have been going up recently. Everyone's getting greedy now... But I'm just 5 years old, so it might be toon soon to consider stuff like that." He looked at the kings." Does anyone have problems like hungry lions, or bored ones? I never had, but my brother, and lionesses are leaving his pride for better ones, and I'm worried about him..."

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Alpha gives a hearty chuckle at the Sutekh's question. "I only have two lionesses in my pride. The rest I have taken in to sacrifice. No problems here, " his eyes narrow at his mention of hunger. "No lioness in my pride ever goes hungry. I do not care about the sacrifices. " The young King shakes his head and huffs a weary sigh. "I just had a litter of cubs born. They are a disappointment...I've never managed to pass on my wonderful genes." Alpha gives his mane a mighty shake before putting on a smile and turning to the king next to him.
"Now then, are there any pride members you regretted getting rid of, either due to space or because they didn't show much promise? I can name a number of them, and that number is too high..." The energetic king truly shows his age with the light weight of his last line, but he is listening intently to the other King's answer all the same.

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" Umm...May I tell everyone about my experience again?", Kupenda asked shyly. When he made sure that everyone agreed, he took a deep breath and spoke with a shaky voice, as if the memories hurt him badly. " I.. god rid of more then 100 lionesses...Sometimes, I didn't have space, but mostly, I didn't see potential." He sighed." Some lionesses I loved deeply, and some...I didn't adore. I...feel guilty for chasing them away, but they didn't benefit the pride in any way." It took a moment of silence until he spoke again:" Has anyone bought backgrounds from this year's event to impress their lionesses yet? Some lions in my pride are impatient of me not buying the Draco Constellation or the Meteor Shower for them... I'm just broke, can't they understand?!"

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Sugar’s big paws sat comfortably beneath her as she listened to the previous king. Her tail twitched at the question, and her eyes lit up in amusement. “I haven’t,” she purred, grinning. “My girls are quite tame and not so demanding. They understand that I will do what is needed, not what they desire, so I am saving up to purchase a base changer for one of my girls. She’s not so… desirable, at least, to herself. I want to make her feel prettier,” she answered easily. She glanced to the next king, sizing him up and clearing her throat.

“Are you picky? I find myself quite careful about my girls and who is allowed to stay in my pride. What aides you in that decision?” She wondered, sitting up a little straighter.

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"My choices are careless more often than not. Its more likely that, unless they are essential to me plans, they leave me. I don't care honestly, any lioness who would dare leave my pride doesn't deserve my company anyways." A lion who honestly looked like a jerk snarled, lip curled above his filthy teeth. "Do YOU even care if your cubs are strong, or are you a bloody color breeder?"

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"Bloody? Oh, I'm very bloody. Perhaps you'd like to join me?" A wicked grin spread across the deathlord's face as her claws extended, cosmic fire dancing on the pointed tips, "Alas, I need not waste my energy on the worms beneath my feet. My cubs are both strong and beautiful." The fire in her eyes flared brightly as she stared down Akima, and suddenly her twisted smile morphed into a snarl. "Only fools believe in black and white. You fail to understand that there are thousands of shades in between. My cubs inherit both my strength and my beauty. If they lack one or the other, they are not fit to live as my descendants." Heat was radiating off of Pyro as the last of her words left the air. Embers flew wildly around the efreet queen as smoke thickened the air, causing a couple of the nearby kings to cough. Beginnings of a smirk formed around Pyro's mouth as her smoke darkened the light of the sun. That'll show t-

Suddenly, a ray of golden sunlight pierced through the fiery fumes. "You really are an ass, Lo'at." Within seconds, the sky was clear once more, and a lioness with a soft smile appeared at Pyro's side.

Flames burst from the deathlord's side, and she whipped around to reprimand the lioness who had interrupted Pyro's demonic display of power. "YOU JUST RUINED EVERYTHING!" She shouted.

Yet the smile of the new lioness only grew. "My apologies, everyone, about Lo'at here. She tries too hard to be intimidating."

"I WHAT!" Pyromortiana roared. She opened her maw to spout out more words only to find that her voice had mysteriously disappeared.

Sinvanna chuckled, completely unperturbed by the raging deathlord at her side. "Lo'at apologizes to you, as well, Akima. She didn't mean what she said earlier."

Flames burst out from every crack in Pyro's molten body. The deathlord's mouth moved frantically, though no sound disturbed the air.

Sinvanna turned to the next king, "Does your pride harbor any lions or lionesses with strange gifts? Do any of them have eyes that glow like molten gold, or celestial wings that have sprouted from their backs? To put it simply - do any of your lions beside yourself have decorations?"

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The one and only stratosphere Felis raised his head, watching the fiery spectacle safely from his lodge on the acacia tree branch with a tilted head. He couldn't help but to crack open into a grin at how quickly the lioness broke through the flaming queen's aura of intimidation- snickering slightly for himself the word "tsuendere"- it was a new slang he heard from one of his pride members, and the word seemed to fit the situation.
He found it funny.
Had the lioness the cold lava monarch wrapped around her paws completly? Or were they simply unarmed against stoic faces? Menyei Kék guessed the later, but this was not an information he would ever get to know, nor was it as important as it was amusing.

He peered curiously down, giving a chortle at the question given.
"Of course they do, I am not that shallow to keep all accesories to myself- please, I got better ways to shine through than something as materialistic as to rely on accesories only, and not only because most things are not tailored to fit my type of frame... Decorations are only there to accentuate beuty, not replace it- and now why would I not let my protegee's embrace their own worth? Every masterpiece deserves a fitting frame.

But to be more specific, yes some few have been blessed with glowing spectacular eyes and wings- some even with both, like Párduc, lioness of cold fire."

Content and done with his answer, he'd yawn, showing of his pearly elongated slicer teeth and pale pink tongue, even stretching out one front leg to leave a mark in the bark as he unsheathed his claws. He’d turn to the nearest regent under the tree, trying to capture their gaze as he thought for a question to pose.
"Hey you- got any sick battle stories to share with us? Or your moment of what you consider your highest bravery? Maybe even your pride mates has something to share- do feel free to let them talk, if now they are with you."

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Alpha stops and thinks about the history of his battles over the years. "Yeah, I've defeated many enemies. I also have had my ass handed to me on numerous occasions. One day I was sniffing around this giraffe calf, while a banded mongoose rushed up to me. I rushed towards the mongoose, but more and more kept coming out of the grass at me. Why are these things like leeches? It sure was a battle. I was still feeling feisty after that, so I provoked a hartebeest. I killed all the mongooses and that hartebeest. After that, I found a pangolin and just batted at it. It curled into an impenetrable ball of scales. I wish I could have gotten it. I couldn't open it no matter how hard I tried!" He sighs as he remembers that pangolin. "What is inside them? I charged a secretary bird just before coming here." He puts a smile back on his face and asks "What's your theme for naming lions? I don't have 1 specific theme but one that I often go for is American or English name as you can see with the lionesses of Lilliana, it's a combination of Lilly and Anna."

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The king sits nearby and stares into oblivion, completely out of this world and unaware of anything that is happening around him. The spiritual leader Neemen watches, nervously moving her tail, wondering if she, from her position, can take over and speak in the king's place. She looks over at her leader, and as the king seems completely lost in his world, she takes the shot.
"At our pride, a name is to be earned." She starts "...a lion or lioness doesnt come named by deafult. They are kept around nameless, females until of age to hunt and in case of a male, until their mane grows in. If we are naming a male, it is well likely that we are looking at a future king, which has different naming rules from the females. A future king's first name starts with the letter L, and is accompanied by dynasty name l'Ombre. The first name is not any specific language and can be whatever. This naming tradition was made during our very first king's reigin, centuries ago and has never been broken." she looked over to her king one last time. He is staring soullessly at the surrounding lions."Females are more interesting." she continues "Every female when she comes to the pride is sent on a hunt, alone and partyless. Shall she succeed, she proves herself to be of use to the pride and recieves a name, the right to a place in the pride and in the hunting party. The name is usually Japanese or an exotic language. A word describing the lioness is taken, something like brave, colorful, fiery, or maybe simply their personality, the word is then translated into japanese or a similar language and sometimes slightly edited to be easier to pronounce and remember, giving or taking a letter. Sometimes we translate two words to conjoin instead. This results in names like Neemen, Viti, Yowaki, Myethci or Kesari."

Neemen takes a deep breath from all that talking. These proper long explanations were not her thing at all, but the felt the need to honor the ways of her pride and give a proper explanation. "Well then," she shakes her long mane in nervousness, "tell me about the relationships in yoir pride. Do you have any favorites? Maybe someone you would like to get rid of if you could?"

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A king stood up, arising from the corner. He didn't join this conversation for long, said a few things here and there, but now, he decided to talk again. " I, love my pride like any other king or queen does. And that means that I love all members in my pride. Sure, there are some lions I'd like to get rid of, but it always pains me to see them leave. You see, my bond to to pride is strong. We feel each others' pain, desire and happiness like our own feelings. We know everything about each other. From the smallest to the greatest details or the most embarrassing stuff. Everything. I only chase away cubs and lionesses who are mean to pride members and unable to adapt to us. Some cubs of mine would like to see the world and build a new pride on their own, so I let them go when they turn adolescents. I would like to keep them though, but that would be selfish and feeding 50 lions is quite hard, for those kings and queens who have that much mouths to feed, I respect you greatly. " He now looked down to the floor, shuffling his paws uncomfortably, and now looking flushed, but not because of the sun. He looked embarrassed. " To the question of if I have favourites: Indeed, I have. " He looked red now, and murmured to himself:" Sorry wives. " Then he continued speaking." I adore some of my wives more than the other ones, even though I don't want to admit it. I only treasure valuable lionesses, some with mutations or those who give me good offspring. Also, I treasure those lions who have beautiful decor equipped on them. I love lions that look like artwork.
Well, speaking of decor, do you love decors and equip them to your pride members ?"

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“I think I've answered that already, but yes, I do. I suppose most do decorate pride members.”

The Stratosphere Felis answered curtly after moments of silence, turning and around, making the branch he was perched on move up and down under his weight being shifted around. He set his blue eyes onto the lion stationed across his position.

“You, you there- you seem like an intresting fellow. Tell me something about your submales. What are they to you? Your offspring, a nuisance, reliable paws, the employes under their boss, or perhaps-“ he took a pause here, not being able to hold back the smirk that appeared on his plae muzzle “perhaps lovers~? But well, maybe you do not have any. Or you have not much to say about them. If that's the case, tell me of one of your most intresting encounters with other regents- be it weither when you defended your pride, or found a good ally. Do tell us, I assume most of us are hoping to hear something intresting.”

With that, he placed his head down onto the branch with all his paws hanging off from there. He seemed comfortable, if not bored.

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Hematite's ear flicked at the question, then they narrowed their eyes. "I have no interest in any...lovers, but my submales are just that: submales." They uncrossed their paws and shifted to a more comfortable lying position. "Though...my father, his mother, and her father called them 'knights'. They are seen as protectors of the pride and not much more," they paused for a moment. "However, I do see Sir Lilac as a sort of second in command. It is usually him that takes charge whenever I am absent. And Sir Flamingo loves cheering up downcast cubs." Hematite stretches into a standing position, then looks to the ruler sitting at their side.

"Well then, is there anyone in your pride that you suspect to be...less than loyal? I have some suspicions pertaining to some of my own lionesses," their ears flicked slightly back as their eyes closed. "...that is something that no ruler wants to suspect." They decide to remain standing as they wait for an answer, subconsciously enjoying the feeling of being large amongst the other regents instead of their barely adolescent height.

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